Michael Jackson’s changing faces

I am not see it…are you sure that link is correct?

it’s the most horrible things in the world. Nature is beauty.

I was not a jackson fan growing up because I always believed what everyone told me (He’s ashamed of being black). But let’s be real here people. If he says he has vitiligo then he has vitiligo. He’s always had low self esteem. i must admit the only thing that’s never changed on him is his eyes and his voice. But let’s not forget all he’s been thru. i’m surprised he hasn’t commited suicide for all the pain the media has caused him. He obviously has personal conflicts. the media and the public makes it no better. If i was ever able to meet him i would give him a hug and tell him what a beautiful man he is inside and out. I will always love all of the music he ever made and i will always be a fan. Just leave him alone
p.s And he’s innocent might I add.

I personally have no comments on Michael’s changing faces,I just love him as my son,and praying for God to relieve him from his present situation.He has been accused, and on trial for things he is innocent of.Please let there be justice,instead of the trying to bring this poor boy down from his level.Remember the Lord said “what you do to the least of my brethren,you do unto me”.If he loves children,does that mean people should try to build up stories against him?Is there no justice in the world?Why should poor people try to be rich by making up stories to humiliate the innocent?
God gave us all our chances,why don’t we try to go forward without hurting our neighbour?Michael,if you have the time to read my mail,please consider me your African mum praying for you.Keep your faith strong,and focuss your eyes on God,for He alone is able to deliver those who trust in Him.May the Lord see you through your painful moments..Amen.
Harriet.

I’m a psychic in New York with unusual information about Michael Jackson.

Currently I am writing a book about Reincarnaiton, and other spiritual subjects, and plan to include the following excerpt:

Knowing who Michael Jackson was in a past life sheds enormous light on this mythical and extraordinary icon’s bizarre behavior, unusual character and appearance, and why the world should rejoice and feel blessed, because it’s unlikely we’ll ever see anyone like him again.

Michael Jackson is the reincarnation of the Ancient Hellenistic King, Caesarion, the controversial love-child produced by the three month affair between Julius Caesar, Rome’s triumphant, uncrowned King, and Cleopatra, the famously exotic Queen of Egypt. At one point during his eventful side trip to Northern Africa, heralded by the media in film, theatre and literature, the world’s most powerful general took a break and traveled in luxury on Cleopatra’s gold-gilt barge, cruising down the Nile River with her, accompanied by 400 armed Roman ships and service boats.

Born about one year later in 46 BC, Caesarion was spurned, even loathed, by Rome’s rising power elite, who refused to accept him as Caesar’s heir apparent, and emperor, of their burgeoning, muscle-bound, new empire, in the wake of the historical assassination on the Ides of March in 44 BC.

Thus as a young child, surrounded by sinister and untrustworthy legions, families and friends, who vehemently turned on each other in their for power, Caesarion and his star-crossed mother found themselves thrust onto the strife torn shoals of the violent and y civil wars enflaming both Rome and Egypt at that critical juncture.

Ruthlessly hunted down for nearly fifteen years, eventually Caesarion was caught and cruelly killed, probably with poison, along with his mother, Cleopatra, who fled Rome later and returned to Egypt. Caesarion and his half-brother by Marc Antony, the Roman general whom Cleopatra seduced in order to gain protection, were survived by their sister, Cleopatra Cilene, who quietly disappeared into the annals of history. With the ignominious s of Cleopatra and her two young sons, three thousand years of fabulous Egyptian dynastic rule and civilization, unprecedented wealth and history, were brought to a somber close, officially ending in 30 BC with the poignant of the still reigning Queen Cleopatra, who was 39-years-old.

During the years Cleopatra and her royal brood were on the lam, treacherously hunted by the armed militaries of two Mediterranean countries, calling her “that ruinous monster,” Julius Caesar’s hand picked successor, Augustus Caesar, fought vigorously to deliver Rome out of the chaos and into which it fell after the legendary emperor’s .

Still a child, Caesarion’s premature at the hands of the Romans, who brutally cut him down at the tender age of 14, prevented him from enjoying childhood, or ever growing up, for that matter. One can only speculate how difficult and frightening his foreshortened youth and childhood were, with him constantly demanding to know from his desperate, royal mother, a calculating, determined woman as well:

“Why do they want to kill me if I’m the king? ….I’m the king!”

With the sting of rebuke and so much sadness stashed in his memory, harboring a lifelong fear of growing up, Michael Jackson (detect the parallel phonetics between “Michael Jackson” and “Caesarion”) continued to plead his case with a similar lament after experiencing another tough and painful childhood in this lifetime, singing, “Have You Seen My Childhood?”

The trauma of his present life paralleling that of his past (new buds in springtime, we reincarnate with what were used to or familiar with and grow from there) drove Michael Jackson’s current love for children and celebration of childhood, as well as his paranoia about growing up. Remaining a man-child with a shyness and haunting fear of strangers who again might want to poison him, he was prompted to wear surgical masks toward the end of his life, when he found himself surrounded again by those he felt he couldn’t trust. Building the estate he called Neverland Ranch, Jackson strove to create a safe haven and fantasy land for children who, like himself, wanted to avoid growing up for fear of what the world would do to them, of which he was all too aware.

Michael’s past life also helps to explain the unfortunate legal issues which arose over his curious urge to sleep with children. In his past life, as members of the royal Egyptian Ptolemie Family, the children clustered in bed together at night, for comfort, protection and cultural reasons, behavior he had grown used to.

Perplexed when confronted about what was to him common practice, unabashed, Michael snapped, “What’s wrong with sleeping with children? We’re a family! It’s a loving thing to do.” Unfortunately, the modern world’s conventional authorites and the country’s moral police strongly disagreed, punishing him accordingly.

…Without delving too deeply into an explanation of Reincarnation, allow me to offer this simple metaphor:

Like snowflakes, we repeatedly precipitate or materialize out of Spirit, a realm of existence which overlays the physical one, dropping gently out of the heavens when conditions are right, such as they are for snowflakes in winter.

And like snowflakes, and here is the real miracle, each of us, one of several billion people alive on this planet, is unique. Our lives not as short lived as snowflakes, nonetheless, when our time is up, our bodies “melt away,” our essence or spirit reabsorbed back into the Spirit world, the Creator allowing us to experience numerous lifetimes on the physical plane in order to perfect ourselves.

Michael Jackson is only one of many reincarnated Ancient Kings and Queens living and working among us today, many of whom are married to their Spirit Twins. In particular, Bill Gates, Bill Clinton and Jay Leno are Ancient Kings–Hellenistic, Roman and Celtic respectively–who’ve come back one last time to complete their legacies. And Princess Diana? Stunning beautiful and regal, she was an Ancient Egyptian Queen who came back briefly to teach us about Charity.

As Caesar’s son, brutally cut down by the Romans, Caesarion was denied his birthright to rule as their new King. Thus when he came back, as Michael Jackson, successfully turning himself into an icon, he finally earned the privilege, notoriety and power he knew was due him, and was his right, winning the admiration and accolades owed to someone with the coveted title of “King.”

Not a military king like his ancient father, but rather a musical one, like his glamorous, artistic Egyptian mother, who was a dancer and singer as well. Known forever as the King of Pop, Jackson’s appointed forum was the international theatrical stage. But while Jackson may not fit the conventional image or stereotype of a king, as the natural born issue of his royal father, Julius Caesar, he was, and continually strove to be, driving this crucial point home in his every presentation, claiming his right right up until the day he died.

And there are many similarities between Jackson and Caesar. One is that Jackson constantly pushed the envelope, reflected in all of his dramatic expression–in his music–I’m Bad …Invincible …Dangerous ….Bloody–his showmanship, his appearance and his overall behavior–as he strove to take everything to the “next level.”

Also like Caesar, Michael was a benevolent, even generous man, with the unusual ability to bring people together. Exploiting this talent, Michael brought some of the most gifted musicians in the world together in a moving and memorable charity performance–recall the song “We are the Children”–to help feed the starving hoards of Africa, arranging a similar benevolent event after 911.

Knowing who he was, and that he was a king, Michael danced like he owned the world. Those working outside show business have no idea how much forethought, planning, preparation, and labor, not to mention money, go into even a low budget production, making Michael a calculating and true showbiz genius.

And like the Ancient King Julius Caesar, Jackson’s is causing a hugely powerful resurgence of his popularity, his memorable music, imagery and energy resonating around the world. And as the celebration continues, there’ll probably be sitings, because Michael, a notorious prangster, will hang around for a while, enjoyably watching us pay tribute to him.

But we really don’t need to worry about Michael. Because in the process of getting his due, he wound up having a really great time.
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Thank you very much for taking time to read this piece.

Sincerely,
Amelia Armstrong, A Psychic, @yahoo.com">aurelia.druid@yahoo.com